my years as the chosen one

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Tao Jize got up early the next day, and when Grandpa Tao woke up, Tao Jize had already prepared breakfast.

"Tao Tao, why did you get up so early today? Have you rested?" Grandpa Tao asked while drinking porridge.

Tao Juze was putting pickles into the porridge, and he said casually after hearing the words: "Have a good rest, it's good to have a good rest."

It's better not to talk to grandpa about things like writing a plan that almost collapsed.

"By the way, Grandpa." Tao Juze looked at the porridge bowl full of pickles with satisfaction, and said casually, "Uncle Zhang is the founder of Zhengyimengweidao."

Grandpa Tao nodded: "That's right. He is the founder of Zhengyi, and he is also the ancestor celestial master, also known as the first generation celestial master."

"Oh, you know that Longhu Mountain. Your Uncle Zhang first practiced alchemy and Taoism in Longhu Mountain. Later, after he obtained Taoism, Longhu Mountain was called the first mountain of Taoism in China."

The corners of Tao Juze's mouth began to turn up: "So it's the founder of the mountain, that uncle Zhang has a lot of research on spells or magic circles?"

Grandpa Tao glanced at Tao Juze vigilantly when he heard the words, put down the porridge bowl and thought for a while before he said slowly: "It's very research... What do you want to do?"

One word after another reflects Grandpa Tao's true inner thoughts.

Tao Juze chuckled twice, picked up chopsticks and pickled vegetables for his grandfather, and said, "I'm here to solicit customers for our village. Aren't the fruits and vegetables in our village unavailable? I asked some of my roommates .”

"Gu Bai's family runs a restaurant, and he asked Brother Jiliang to send a batch of vegetables over here today. After they have tasted them, they will see if they want to buy from us."

Grandpa Tao thought for a while: "Those roommates of yours are kind-hearted and treat you very well."

Tao Juze nodded with a smile, and continued: "But Gu Bai's restaurant is in the capital, it's too far away."

Tao Juze tapped the side of the bowl with his chopsticks: "Even if the vegetables and fruits are transported by air, it will take a lot of time. Maybe there will be no juicy side dishes when we get there."

"I don't plan to spray preservatives on vegetables, otherwise the loss outweighs the gain."

"So I want Uncle Zhang to study some spells or magic circles to ensure the freshness of vegetables."

Grandpa Tao was silent, and asked after a while, "But how do you explain this to your roommate?"

Tao Juze held the bowl and looked at Grandpa Tao: "I told them that this is a unique fresh-keeping method in our village."

Grandpa Tao looked at Tao Juze, but said nothing.

"Grandpa, they can be trusted." Tao Juze said warmly.

Grandpa Tao looked up at the roof, opened his mouth and said a few words, but made no sound.

Tao Juze said happily: "Don't worry, Grandpa, they won't suspect going to other places. At most, they will think that our village has ancestral formulas."

"After all, who can't be a doorkeeper?"

Grandpa Tao closed his eyes, took a big mouthful of porridge and said, "Just do as you say."

"These are actually not a problem. The question is whether Uncle Zhang can figure it out." Tao Juze took a sip of porridge and sighed: "I've already said all the big things. If Uncle Zhang can't figure it out, I'll cry to death. .”

Grandpa Tao glanced at Tao Juze with contempt.He laughed and said, "Who do you think your Uncle Zhang is? All right, I'll go to Lao Zhang's house and tell him later."

"By the way, it's best to use a one-time spell or formation, so that Uncle Zhang can keep working."

Grandpa Tao shook his head, thinking that his child was as thoughtful as that briquette.

Hole after hole.

While the two were talking, Kira hurried in.

Jiliang ignored the grandpa and grandson, and went directly to the dining table, staring at the breakfast on the table.

Tao Juze twitched the corners of his mouth, he looked like a starving ghost reincarnated this early in the morning... Is this guy really a fairy? !

Aren't all gods sucking wind and drinking dew?

Grandpa Tao was overjoyed: "Why didn't you go to Lao Zhao's house for breakfast?"

Ji Liang sat down and said unhappily: "Uncle Zhao went to the mountain early in the morning and didn't make breakfast."

Tao Juze enthusiastically served Ji Liang a bowl of porridge, and sprinkled a thick layer of sugar on it thoughtfully.

Ji Liang suddenly felt that this bowl of rice was a meal with severed heads, and took the rice bowl tremblingly but did not dare to drink it.

"Brother Kira, you still have to run a courier today."

Kira breathed a sigh of relief, and started drinking with a snort.

Grandpa Tao looked at Tao Juze, then at Ji Liang who was snoring while drinking porridge, and decided not to speak.

Little Jiliang's heart is quite big. I don't know if his grandson has developed in the direction of Zhou Papi?

If it were his words, he would turn around and leave without saying a word. He could have breakfast anywhere, but he chose the worst place to eat.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Tao pushed the plate containing the buns towards Ji Liang.

Good boy, eat more.

When the three of them finished eating and were about to split up, a strange man's voice suddenly came from outside the room.

"Excuse me, is this the residence of the chosen one?"

Grandpa Tao's face changed drastically, and he put the bowl heavily on the table: "Which great god is here?"

Tao Juze and Ji Liang, who didn't know why, followed the changed expression of Grandpa Tao out of the house, but saw a tall man standing in their yard, and beside him was a black Chinese puppy sticking out his tongue.

Seeing the person coming, Ji Liang's legs softened and he almost knelt down: "Show, show the Holy Lord."

I drop a good boy.

I just ran a courier outside the village.

It's not like letting the judicial gods come down to arrest me, right? !

Grandpa Tao also thought of this, and his expression changed.

Could it be that this loophole really cannot be exploited? !

Show the Holy King?

After Tao Juze thought for a while, he regained his energy immediately, staring at the visitor with his eyes shining brightly: Be good, is this the legendary Erlang God Yang Jian?

Live!

Saw it alive!

The look of a fan boy seeing an idol.

Special chicken jelly.

Ji Liang next to him wished he could kneel down to Tao Juze.

Is now the time for star chasing? !

Do you know what this evil god is here for? !

Maybe we all have to walk around without food!

Yang Jian glanced at Ji Liang, and after seeing Ji Liang's legs went limp, he stopped paying attention to him.

Yang Jian said kindly to Grandpa Tao: "Hello, village chief, I am Yang Jian, the supervisor of the Chosen One."

Then he looked at Tao Juze, whose eyes were shining, and continued to say kindly: "You must be Tao Juze, the son of the Chosen One. I was ordered to come here, and please advise me in the future."

Ji Liang opened his mouth wide, what did this sage and true king just say?

Grandpa Tao's little finger trembled unconsciously, and he asked in confusion, "Supervisor? What supervisor?"

And let such a great god be the so-called supervisor?

Before Yang Jian could speak, Tao Juze jumped up first, looking like a tiger roaring: "Didn't I be dreaming before?! No! If it wasn't a dream, didn't you agree to meet my request?!"